[Intro: C-Mob & Whitney Peyton]
"Suck it up", "Get over it"
That's what we were always told. We were never allowed to have emotion
You never know who you’re sitting next to, you never know the demons that they're battling
My friend, you're hurting. You need help. You gotta get some...
Suck it up doesn’t work
If you know somebody, keep an eye on things. Make a phone call
(Yo)
Send a text message. Just check in

[Verse 1: Whitney Peyton]
I swear to God, I'm self-destructivе
Every day I wanna go yell in public
My doctor gave mе these pills to function
No rap bars, this real discussion
Is being crazy trendy now?
Is mental disorder a hashtag or a cash grab?
It's what some of these rappers pretend to be now, so "badass"
The ones who are serious crying for help
It's in the lyrics they write and they sell
Why you surprised when they drop dead?
Like it's unexpected, don't lie to yourself
Uh, y'all wildin', post R.I.P for the comments
I’ma retire and go live on a island
And tell everyone to kiss on my privates (Suck it up!)
[Chorus: Whitney Peyton]
Mama said, mama said;
"Bottle up the drama, don’t you let 'em see you sweat
The wicked don’t rest, you can sleep when you're dead
The worst is all in your head
You better suck it up"
Mama said, mama said;
"Bottle up the drama, don't you let 'em see you sweat
The wicked don’t rest, you can sleep when you're dead
The worst is all in your head
You better suck it up"

[Verse 2: C-Mob]
Chin up, chest out
I don't really wanna hear your depressed pout
Never giving up is the best route
Push through it even when you're stressed out
Blissed out, believe
In the blessings you will retrieve
When the tangled web these things weave
Use your mental disorder to deceive
Gotta get away from those when they try to manipulate the broken
With their bullshit to make a token
I wanna uplift to make you hope then
These rappers who are not original, look at their numbers and see how they genuine sell
Now they pretend that they give a fuck about their fans and they care about your mental health (No)
Quit faking, get off the bandwagon, it's breakin'
People annoyed at what your shit's makin'
Think you're an original, you're mistaken
For all of the people who feel like their personalities split up and psycho
Get up and fight, bro
Big shoutout to genuine lyricists, big up to ISO
You gotta elevate your grit up to nitro
Look at the moves that we're making
All about it, better call 'em out
So we can haul 'em out if they're degrading
C-Mob with Whitney Peyton
Got no time for bad relations
Suck it up, you wanna fuck shit up
You get cut, so what? The paper we chasin', uh
[Chorus: Whitney Peyton]
Mama said, mama said;
"Bottle up the drama, don't you let 'em see you sweat
The wicked don't rest, you can sleep when you're dead
The worst is all in your head
You better suck it up"
Mama said, mama said;
"Bottle up the drama, don't you let 'em see you sweat
The wicked don't rest, you can sleep when you're dead
The worst is all in your head
You better suck it up"

[Outro: Whitney Peyton]
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